Torture Phone Sex of My Milf Ass Can Get Nasty and Humiliating

torture phone sexAnal torture phone sex is my specialty. I wish it was not, but men love to torture my asshole. And not just my stepson. All men love to fuck my ass, some are more brutal than others. I got fisted the other night. This guy I met online wanted to exchange some coke for some hot ass sex. Why not, I told myself. Big mistake. This guy had friends who wanted to fuck me too. I did not know that tidbit, however, before we agreed to meet. I showed up at his place and a small army of dudes were waiting to fuck my ass and fist my cunt. I started to walk out. I needed the coke, but I did not know these men. I did not know what they would do to me. I had no idea if they had clean dicks either. When I am high I do not think of this shit, but I was out of coke. That means I was sober and thinking rationally. But the part if me that was jonesing for a fix almost always throws caution to the wind. I was being rational. I was heading for the door, but I was grabbed and forced to do a gangbang rape porn. Bent over and tied up, the guys sodomized me. One at a time at first, then two and tree at a time. Brutally fucking my ass hard. After they came in my ass, they fisted my ass. My ass was full of cum, shit and fists. It was nasty. I tried to warn them. They got pissed off that I did not clean my ass out properly. I was not planning on getting anally gang banged was my defense. They spread the shit and cum all over my face making me clean it up. I was humiliated. I was gross and nasty too. I mean I do a lot of ass rape porn, but this was brutal and unexpected. I did not prepare properly and I paid the price. I lost my dignity but I gained a bag of coke, so I guess I won after all.

Strangulation Phone Sex to Snuff Me Out

Strangulation phone sex is just the thing some guys love to snuff me out with. It’s true that these men will go so far as to put a gun in my mouth. Then, with their hands around my neck taunt me. This happens when I am part of a gang rape porn fantasy. Getting gaped and ruined by a massive beast cock first.  Followed by them blowing my whore brains out. Leaving me as a dead whore, my rightful demise.

The wildest fantasy I had last night in form of a dream. It opened with me strapped to a gurney.  In this dream I was being violated by a massive machine cock of an automaton man (or robot). As a matter of fact this got even wilder.  As that was happening and intense, it wasn’t all. The scene was graphic with a few other of this automation robot men type. One was on either side of me and one at my head. This one was sawing my head off. The two on my sides were cutting off my hands. This was such a weird dream and I woke seriously horny.

Strangulation phone sex

Beat Me Bloody and Fuck Me Hard

Violent phone sex

 

I am bloody, beaten and broken. You have completely destroyed my body and my soul. I lay on the ground, almost lifeless, from the seemingly endless beating that you gave me. Punch after punch, hit after hit, all over my face, my stomach and my back. I remember you pushing me to the ground and stomping my face in. Whores like me deserve to be beaten. Whores like me deserved to be stomped out. I deserve to be kicked in the chest so my collar bone breaks, leaving me unable to move my head from your strikes. That is how you like your whores, isn’t it? Beaten and broken from the inside and the outside. I don’t even have the will to say anything as you pull my pants down and fuck my pussy. You kept my pussy in tact so it would still look beautiful as you fucked it, the only part of me that matters. That doesn’t mean you are going to be gentle with my pussy. You want to fuck me hard and fast, beating my pussy up. Whores like me don’t deserve a slow fuck. Whores like me don’t deserve anything. 

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Gangbang Rape Porn

I love gangbang rape porn! I have rape phone sex fantasies in which I’m kidnapped by one of your accomplices that lured me into a fake job interview. Once I’m locked into the office, you come and force me on the ground, ripping my clothes off, spreading my legs and forcing yourself inside me while your accomplice holds my hands above my head so I can’t fight back. Then, she starts smothering me with her pussy, riding my face and muffling my screams so no one can hear me. As your fucking my pussy, another accomplice comes out and forces his dick deep into my shit hole, with two others– one in each hand –cumming in my face, tits and pussy while I get my holes filled. I want to be waterboarded with pussy juice while your accomplice rides my face hard and cums while I’m being stuffed. I love violent phone sex and want to feel my holes being ripped apart from the inside while I’m being pounded and forced to take it all. The thought of being used like a fuck doll, fucked like a cheap whore and discarded really turns me on! Gangbang phone sex is the perfect way for me to get off!

Torture Sex: I Can be the Victim or the Accomplice

 

torture sexHe was in the mood for torture sex, so I brought him a cute, young teen girl for his dark fantasies. Better some random slut than me. When my man is in this kind of mood, I can either be his victim or his accomplice. I try hard not to be the victim anymore. I am not perfect at it, but I have become good at providing something younger, tighter than me. That is my super power. I can bring men young meat. Young girls do not see me as a threat. Most sex traffickers have a female accomplice for this reason. Most of the women have been trafficked themselves. They learn quickly like I did that when you age out, you can stay the victim, or you can make yourself useful. It is a survival of the fittest world. You can get yourself killed, put on the circuit where girls or never seen again, or you can become the accomplice phone sex partner like I did.

I found Breanna at the mall. A shy, awkward girl who I could tell was desperate to fit in. She wanted to be part of the popular crowd. I am a good accomplice because I know how young girls think. I know how to use their weaknesses against them. I know how to safely lure them into a dark, depraved world of violence and fuckery. I easily lured Breanna away from the safety of the mall. I brought her to my man, who had a big hardon for the teen slut wannabe. He told her he would make her a star. I think she thought we meant Hollywood movies, not snuff movies. Anyway, I helped him fuck the shit out of her. When he is in that kind of mood, I can take the heat, or I can find a surrogate. With so many little girls in the world, why would I ever be the victim anymore? I can bring you a tiny morsel too. You game for some fresh fuck meat to destroy?

Sometimes I Need Fantasy Phone Sex

Fantasy phone sex

When you live a life like mine, you need to get out of your head every now and then or else the torment will eat you alive, so a little fantasy phone sex is just the escape I need for some slight refuge from my own rotten little world.  I need a bit of whimsy in my life so I let men take on delightful trips from time to time just to try to wipe my mind of some of my most dastardly deeds.

The other day, I went on a lovely winter walk in the woods with a handsome hiker.  He might be the nicest guy I’ve ever met, no one has ever treated me with the kindness and compassion that he does.  I usually don’t get mixed up with regular relationshipy date bullshit, love isn’t a luxury people like me get to have.  The way he spoke to me with genuine regard and looked at me with the kindest eyes, I just couldn’t resist him.  Against my better judgment, I let him take me out on a day date.  

I needed it, I’ve been going a little crazy with the fuckpig kidnapping and killing lately.  A calm and relaxing walk in the woods with a truly delightful man is just what the doctor ordered.  We strolled along aimlessly and chatted about whatever came to mind.  He really likes movies, just like me, so the majority of our small talk was cinema based, which was fine.  Just fine.  It worked to keep my mind off of all the blood I’ve spilled and lives I’ve utterly destroyed over the years… for a little while.

After a couple of hours, my mind got the better of me.  Eventually, he would find out.  This amazing man who wants nothing more than my attention and company would run as fast and far away from me as he could if he found out who I really am.  I tried to keep my mind on our conversations, but I couldn’t help myself.  Instead of kind eyes, I started seeing his face covered in blood and muck and in lieu of the soft heavenly sounds of an earthbound angel, his voice transformed into the gags and gurgles of a whorehog bleeding out from a slit throat.  So I did the only thing I could in the moment and started making out with him.

He was a great kisser but I couldn’t help but to picture myself biting off his tongue, so I got down on my knees and started blowing him.  That was fine, I love having cock in my mouth.  It’s very relaxing and puts me in sort of a trancelike state.  After a few minutes, he popped his prick out of my mouth and went down on me right there on the forest floor.  It felt so fucking good and I didn’t want to stop him but I did because all I Imagined was a decapitated head in my hands, swollen tongue protruding out of its smelly mouth lapping away at my labia.  When he quickly got on top of me and pushed his cock into my cunt, I realized I had enough.

He wouldn’t stop, though.  As nice of a man as he was, he wouldn’t listen to me when I asked him to quit.  I gave him more chances than I have ever given anyone to control himself and cool off a little, but he couldn’t.  So I did it for him.  A stiletto switchblade stuck right in the ribs finished with a hard twist will stop anyone, I don’t care what the movies tell us.  He rolled off of me right away and balled up in the fetal position on the ground, screaming like the fuck pig he was.  I didn’t let him suffer, I got right on him and slit his throat wide open, an even cleaner cut than I saw in my vision.

I didn’t wait for him to die, I left him there all by himself to bleed out in the bushes.  I stood up and simply continued my walk in the woods, sans accompaniment.  That’s what I really needed anyway, I should’ve known better.  I’m not meant to have a love like that in my life, my violent phone sex world just won’t allow it.  The trees helped me clear my head, I really enjoyed my day.  I’m not really sorry for how I handled things but I’ll be keeping the nice man in mind next time I feel a little weak willed.  Lesson learned.  I wear a crown of filth, not a crown of light.  I’ll never forget that again.

 

Strangulation Phone Sex and Torture for Pervert Stepdaddies

strangulation phone sexDo you like strangulation phone sex?  I sure do. The first person I ever strangled was my stepfather.  He crawled into my bed one night and thought he could molest me. He had no idea what a sick bitch I already was. I did not kill him that first night though. I squeezed his throat hard and kneed him in the groin to get him off me, then screamed bloody murder until my mother came into the room. She believed me because she found him in my room with his pants down. Hard to explain that. She kicked the bastard to the curb. I left marks on his neck from trying to choke him out. I have not seen that poor bastard in over 20 years, but guess what? He walked into my Goth bar and sat next to me. He had no clue who I was either. I slipped a roofie in his beer when he was not looking. When it kicked in, I took him to my car and drove him to my cabin in the woods. I was finally going to get my revenge. I planned on strangling him because it was long overdue. But torture sex first. If you have a dick but do not know how to use it for good, I am going to take it away from you. When my dear old ex stepdaddy woke up, I twisted a scalpel down his urethra, making him scream in agonizing pain. I attached a shock device to his balls too sending painful electrodes through his body with every movement. I was not done yet.  I have lots of torture devices I inherited form my grandpa. He was a collector of the macabre. I have this Victorian torture device called a Jugum Penis. It looks like a bear trap.  It is old and rusty too, but once the trap snaps closed it’s like having your junk in a mouse trap with teeth. While he screamed and cried in pain, I straddled his chest and strangled him to death yelling at him, “Remember me now, pervert?” He should have died when I was a schoolgirl. But he is my snuff porn star now. And like I said, better late than never.

Gangbang rape porn video and I didn’t even know

Gangbang rape porn

I will never turn down an invitation to join a good party, Seriously, hell would have to freeze the fuck over, and even there I would be out in a fur-lined coat and Goldbergh snow boots still ready to kick it around a burn barrel with those hell demons. So, when a group of dudes from the liquor store handed me a handwritten party invite, who would have thought it would be a gangbang rape porn taping session? Instead, I considered it a personal treat and assured them I would be there. It wasn’t until the next evening and the guys told me it was going to be so much fun it would blow my mind. However, after getting dressed in a tight pink dress and heels I discovered the party was in a run-down house in the middle of an abandoned neighborhood. 

Honestly, I wish I could say this threw some red flags for me but my sense of danger does not run that deep. After all, I have been to some dope parties held in some major Ls. So I exited my vehicle and straightened my dress out. As I headed up to the dingy door of the derelict building I double-checked that the address I had on my invite matched the house. I knocked a couple of times and the door opened quickly. Flashes of light came from inside the house blinding me. I held up my arm to shield my eyes from its fierce glow. I could hear a lot of male voices like a roar and as I tried to make sense of the situation something grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. 

Rape phone sex fantasiesI squealed, continuing to be blinded by what appeared to be a ton of flashlights shining directly at me. My clothes began to be ripped from my body without warning, my skin cold as it met the air of the abandoned house. Attempting to collect myself I tried to gather information about my surroundings. The ground was an unkept wood floor, debris, dirt, and dust covered it, an occasional fresh shoe print scuffled throughout. I felt a push on the back of my head forcing me to look down when suddenly a sting whipped across my naked ass cheeks. I screamed out in pain as a deep voice yelled at me to move forward. 

I screamed for help, and the men laughed. I was unaware of how many there were just a lot of them. There was no chance of me beating them so I tried not to resist. I just continued slowly moving in the direction I was being shoved and whipped staring down at my perfectly pedicured feet still in my heels. The room I was entering was lit. Weapons and BDSM tools lined the walls. On the ground was a dirty mattress and in the middle of the room a wooden saw horse that looked rather tough. 

I would immediately find out how rough too as I was thrown over the saw horse and strapped down so that my ass was in the air. I had no option now. I was to be used, every last hole of my body for their enjoyment. My arms and legs were secured to each of the saw horse legs there was no way that I could resist. After hours of men using my tight body for their fuck toy pleasure I was released and laid onto my mattress. My body was tired and soar from being their personal fuck puppet. However, that was not the end of my night. Clamps were suddenly closed tightly onto my nipple. I moaned out in pain as my legs were hoisted into the air. Again I was to be fucked over and over again. The mix of pain and humiliation forced me to cum hard against their dicks. They now knew I was enjoying it as much as they were, my own body betraying me. I passed out from the intensity. When I woke up I was in my own bed. If it wasn’t fuck my bloody ass and cunt and soar nipples I would have thought it was a dream. Beside my bed was a thank you note and flowers from the frat boys thanking me for making their gangbang rape porn fantasies come true.

you need torture sex with me

torture sex

You need torture sex with me because everything I do gets under your skin. As your stepsister, you swear I have caused you so much annoyance. Our parents married, and you were stuck with the high school slut as your new sis. The truth is you despise me and want to fuck my brains out and make me bleed. Ever since I found your note telling me you were going to fuck me till I took my last breath, I have been masturbating, thinking about that, and much more.

Now I know you want to make me your slut, and there’s no if and about that, and I am patiently waiting for it to become a reality. Let’s get to it and make me your enslaved person slut stepsister.

I’ll Make You Cum To Atrocities!

Domination Phone SexThe one thing you least expected to turn you on… watching your little sister get bondage tortured! We were joking about what a brat your little sister is and I told you I knew a guy who could whip her into shape. We laughed and kept watching snuff porn but little did you know I was making plans to have her tortured right in front of you. My friend is a dominant master too, just as I am a dominant mistress, he knows just how to turn a bratty slut into a perfect sub with a little work. You see her all tied up on your bed as my friend works her over with his ropes, I push you back and handcuff you to the chair. You are going to watch as little sister gets fucked into submission. I start sucking your cock and before you can say a word, you are cumming all over my face seeing little sister get split open on a hard dominant cock!